Transformation
-Mridara

You were born weak and vulnerable,
In size and stature you grew from the puny worm you were.
Your unwavering spirit feeding on essentials.
The continues labor tired you but still you pushed forward eagerly anticipating your transformation.
Instinctively you knew rest was needed and in secret a white cove you built.
Rest and peace was provided in seclusion.
Your confinement had changed your being.
It had changed you, no longer would your ugly self remain .
Your heart tells you its time to break free and show the world the beauty you had cultivated in silence.
Out you came in vibrant splendor astounding observers.
Your beauty incomparable,
Your grace unmatchable,
Proudly you conquer life.

-1 / 2 / 2006